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Certificate of Award for my poem, Poetry or Prose

Thank you for the honor and your hard work.

Prose or Poetry


As the rhythms and rhymes coalesce
Into a scintillating verse in singsong of fierce
Flame that add alliteration,  allusion,  in force
Of short spurts of words whose meaning will pierce
The heart with its metaphor, repetition,
That stress the value of the description

While poor prose uses some fancy
Word position to turn words into fantasy,
But they lack the harmony
Of simplicity and greater interpretation
As the reader of the poem has his vision
As well as the poets meld into their imagination

That continuously changes with
The reader, context, and their amalgamation.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book,  Perfectly Flawed poetry for change,  is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

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Flickering Flame Fly


‘Three things can never be taken back: a word
That’s spoken, an arrow speeding away from
its bowstring, and time that lapses.’*

As I look upon the candle flame,
Flame, I let reality drift into memories,
Memories good and bad alike, linger,
Linger with emotions that stomp.

Stomp out the flickering negativity,
Negativity, that drives you into a chasm,
Chasm, that festers in agony,
Agony of disappointment and betrayal.

Betrayal wrapped in honeyed words,
Words you can’t take back, flay,
Flay you open in twain. Obscuring,
Obscuring your light from shining,

Shining brighter than perfidy.
Perfidy of a stabbing arrow,
Arrow that starts feuds, wars,
Wars that bring death and destruction,

Destruction of lives, property, livelihoods,
Livelihoods that bring families, friends,
Friends and community to a stand-still.
Still that wee flame ignites passions, faith,

Faith that overcome the lapse,
Lapse of time, that flows like the sea,
Sea of time, that drowns each moment,
Moment in a flood that can’t be touched.

Let the flirting flame engulf your heart,
Heart with its heat and adulation to optimism.


*An Arabic saying, translated by the author inspired this poem, as well as the picture.